So, after attending my son high school basket ball game... all I could think of is old times at Marshall High.Thoughts were the days of tight Guess Jeans, big hair and blue eye shadow. Oh how much fun I had in high school with my side kicks Staci and Necee. We strutted our stuff thought the old halls and we really thought we were the S%$#. Yes, even then I coveted my boobs and flat tummy.
So, feeling a little old I called one of my very best friends to take me out on the town and talk of nothing but old times and laugh the night away...Good times I will never forget and now I get to relive some of that though my son...Man is he big!